"Mo Yiran, stop me..." Mu Chenxiao seemed to finally jumped up unbearable, and seemed to be trying to fight Mo Yiran with his teeth and claws, but he was indeed grabbed by the court officials around him.

"Miss Fifth?" Mu Chengcang looked at Mu Chenxiao in surprise, then swallowed his saliva dryly, and looked at Mo Yiran in disbelief: "Which fifth lady?"

"Does the prince know other fifth ladies?" Mo Yiran had no intention of stopping her mouth at all, and still looked at Mu Chenxiao coldly: "Of course it's that Feng Qingcheng..."

"ah……"

"Oh my God, it's her..."

"Who can think of this?"

“…”

In the hall, there was a sudden sound of surprising discussion. No one would have thought that this so-called fifth lady would be the ugly and ferocious Feng Qingcheng.

Such a thing immediately reminded some sensitive people of Feng Qingcheng's true identity.

Although Feng Chongtian is no longer alive, it is difficult to change the facts between them, father and daughter.

More importantly, Feng Chongtian was also one of the firm supporters of the former crown prince at that time.

However, the relationship between their fathers makes Mu Chenxiao and Feng Qingcheng seem strange in a sense.

Naturally, I thought of Yu Guang, who was tying such a layer of ties, and looked at the throne with a strange look.

Although it was just a hurry, it fell into Mu Chenxiao's eyes. He seemed to be even more sure that today's nominal search for assassin was actually a farce prepared for him alone.

Regardless of whether that person really has something to doubt himself, it can at least show that after such a thing happens, the first person who doubts is himself.

Even though I was already like this, I was still the first target that person doubted.

He quietly lowered his eyes, and a cold smile flashed like a terrifying fountain in the depths of his eyes.

The height is so cold that it is talking about the current situation of that person.

Over the past few decades, I think he has not lived so well.

The whispers in his ears filled his ears, making the smile at the corners of his lips even more unfathomable.

He cares about his wrinkles flashing casually. When he raised his eyes, Mu Chenxiao's eyes had already returned to the unruly and unruly of the past.

"Since Zuo Xiangye is so impatient to reveal this matter to me, I have to accept it calmly..."

His eyes swept a little on everyone's faces and fell into Mo Yiran's eyes with a burning look: "The Zuo Prime Minister is so anxious to tell me about this. I wonder if there is anything wrong with it?"

Mo Yiran suddenly smiled indifferently like a gentle breeze: "I am just curious. How did that fifth lady... capture the prince's favor? Hasn't the prince always liked men's sex all the time?"
Chapter completed!